Good morning, Fifty.
Yes, it was me. My Mom was a Bartlett from St. John's/Brigus Newfoundland. Capt Bob Bartlett was my great-uncle, the brother of my grandfather.

I'm craving my own cup of tea right now. I gave it up for a few days to see if it might help clear up the blotchy mess on my face. I don't think I'm going to last another hour without my tea though. At this point, my face can't get much worse.